I had no idea so many 18-year-olds were into Third Eye Blind, Counting Crows and "techno."

I hate goofy Internet nonsense as much as the next crank, but pretty much everything about this is cool. Cool rap duo offers some hilarious joke bonus editions for their new album, Internet tries to make it happen, rappers play along, recruit other cool producers, donate money to worthwhile cause.

True that. But then, you really can't write something like "Immigrant Song" and NOT lead off your album with it.

I had no idea people hated "Lotus." I didn't think it was anyone's favorite or anything, but it's a perfectly cromulent little song.

I've been as guilty as anyone of going along with the "the album is dead! No one has time for albums anymore!" school of thought. And then I'll put on "Blue" or "Illmatic" or "After the Gold Rush" and think, no, actually 35 minutes is pretty much the perfect amount of time for sitting and listening to one artist.

"Step away from the work and stop selling it." That really perfectly describes the impulse behind almost all of U2's most frustrating periods. U2 will always be capable of hitting some deep emotional notes, and they'll always be capable of writing catchy melodies. But recently, I feel like Bono is grabbing me by the…

Whole Lotta Rosie is the correct answer. Second only to Whole Lotta Love in the all-time 70s riffs dept. Three notes, repeated ad infinitum. Perfection.

Oddly, that SNL performance was the first thing I thought of too. At the time, I remember finding it hilarious, but it was an unusually revealing glimpse of a pop star who clearly didn't wholly believe in the character she was tasked with playing. If these allegations are true, then it becomes all sorts of creepy.

Wisdom Body has one of the greatest/worst pickup lines ever: "Far from trash / Your flesh is way softer than a baby's ass."

"Competent and not racist" is the closest internet equivalent of "universally beloved."

My favorite is the live disc they recorded entirely from the concession stand.

That's nothing man, wait 'til you hear this "isolated ride cymbal" mix of Zeppelin's Forum show from June '77. Bonham is all over the place on "Kashmir"! What was he, drunk? Give me Buddy Rich any day…

Seen Dylan four times. Two of them were absolutely magical, the other two were actively painful to witness. At the end of the last show I attended (which was one of the latter two), instead of leaving the stage for the encore, Dylan just walked to the front of the stage and stood there, staring blankly at the crowd…

I dunno man. I'm still a huge fan of "Mermaid Avenue," but that was different — taking songs that Woody Guthrie, who died in his 50s after years of harshly declining health and neurological issues, never had the wherewithal to finish. Bob Dylan is still very much alive, still actively recording, and has released,…

You know, I like some Kiss songs just fine. The bassline on "Strangehold" is pretty badass too. But if I were forced to go the rest of life without listening to anything Simmons or Nugent played on, it would have virtually no impact on me whatsoever.

That's true. I guess there's just a level of resentment and ad hominem spite toward the band's perceived high school bully fanbase that felt jarring coming out of someone in his early 30s. But then again, maybe I just see too much of myself in the guy.

Reading this provided an interesting window into the kind of guy I could have become if I hadn't learned to chill the fuck out and let go of things sometime in my 20s. I'm hardly Zen, and I still hate tons of stuff, but man, at a certain point you have to grow out of this kind of anger and resentment, right?

And she seems to keep getting better as a live performer. Scary.

I remember going to one of the early Rock the Bells festivals, and heading toward the main stage to see Nas when I noticed this weirdly large exodus headed toward the side stages. A dude next to me asked someone leaving what the deal was, and he replied, "he's got a wack band up there with him, man." The…

As a 12-year-old, Bush's "Machine Head" used to bother me for exactly the same
reason "Tomorrow" bothered me. The lyrics were specific enough and
enunciated clearly enough that I couldn't just dismiss them as "the random words
the singer is mumbling" (as I did for most music at the time — '90s rock music was so…